our euro cup

Chapter 71 The referee's penalty

"Di!"

I was just about to start celebrating Modric's goal, but suddenly I felt something was wrong...

The whistle announcing a goal shouldn't be like this!

I looked back and the referee ran towards me!The whistle he blew didn't really seem to be... the goal whistle!
It wasn't until the referee stood in front of me and gave me a verbal warning that I realized that the referee actually called me an offensive foul for this ball!
Could it be the ball that hit Pique and Ramos just now!But I am with the ball!Even if you want to brag, it should be bragging that they blocked the foul!I almost wanted to yell at the referee. Has this referee always favored the Spanish team?Is it because they are the World Cup champions and the defending champions of the European Cup?Their Spain can get a good impression from the referee, but we, Croatia, deserve to be ruled invalid?
However, I have already received a yellow card on my body. If I get a second yellow card for contradicting the referee, I will be sent off!In that case, our Croatian team will play 10 against 11, and our disadvantage will be even greater!So this time, even though I was greatly wronged in my heart, I didn't dare to say another word to the referee.

Since it is said that I dribbled into someone and made an offensive foul, then next time, I will use other methods to score goals!

Our Croatian team must beat Spain and get the right to qualify!
I ran back and Modric came back.He must also feel very uncomfortable. Such a beautiful world wave goal was blown away.But I still see perseverance in his eyes.He must be thinking, this goal is not counted, the next goal must be scored for him to see!The referee's penalty made our entire team outraged, not only Modric, but also Jelavic, Rakitic, and Perisic, all of them had flames in their eyes!

The meaning expressed by this group of flames is——

Spain, the next is the decisive battle!

Ramos kicked a free kick in the backcourt, the ball was given directly to Harvey's feet, and Harvey pushed forward.Harvey wants to continue playing tikitaka tactics, but our all-round siege just now has actually broken their tactics!However, Spain has no alternatives, they can only continue to play this tactic, they can only bet that we can break once, but not twice, as long as they succeed in this kind of oppressive ball possession attack in the frontcourt, They won.

So, the same script happened again, Xavi passed to Iniesta, Iniesta passed to Fabregas, Fabregas passed to Navas, Navas passed to Xavi, Xavi passed to Iniesta... The Spaniards continue to use this tikitaka to play with our nerves. Maybe they want to see if we dare to attack the whole team again this time and take the risk of grabbing the ball?

I stood tight on the defensive line, leaving Jelavic alone in the frontcourt.Modric was right next to me and I stared intently at the Spaniard's possession and asked: "Modric, how are we going, shall we go?"

Modric said: "No, they were shocked by us last time in a cold sweat. This time the ball possession tactics will definitely not be that simple. I'm afraid they are already prepared. Look at their defense line, which is originally parallel. Ramos and Pique are now one in front and one behind. And Alba, his position is more in the middle, and this time he did not assist to the front, obviously to make a mistake in possession At the time, we left a pawn that can return to the defense quickly. If our quick counterattack is cleared by their deeper defense, we ourselves may become the ones who are counterattacked.”

"So that's the case... Then, shall we continue to guard our position?"

"Look at mine... I must make them pay the price..."

Since Modric said that he must make the Spaniards pay the price, then he will definitely be able to do it.

After all, he is our number one star!

……

The Spaniards are still being passed around, and the feet are constantly falling.However, as time went by, they discovered a fact——

Their shots seem to be getting less and less.

More and more Spanish points have been stuck by our people with close-to-body pressure.Their speed is generally not fast, and it is not very difficult to stick to them.Fabregas was defended by Rakitic, the fastest Navas was stuck by Srna, and then Busquets was stuck by me. Only Harvey and David Silva were not caught in the midfield. control.However, Harvey passed to Silva, and Silva then passed to Harvey's tactics. There were only two people involved. Gradually, their pass control could no longer be played!

Modric yelled: "This is your chance, Chusowijnstic, come with me!"

So, the two of us started a common action to grab the ball with a clear division of labor and cooperation!
Xavi, fearful of my stardust-flying tackle, passed to David Silva, but Modric was already there!
Modric makes a shovel!He cuts off Xavi's pass to Silva!Although Spain's tikitaka is still dominant this time, compared with the absolute control ability before, we are now accustomed to the Spanish style of fighting.If we want to win, we can't just watch the Spaniards pass around and remain indifferent!
Once we got the ball, we had to hit a quick counter attack!Modric did just that!He pushed forward quickly, passed the midfield, and passed the arc of the middle circle. He saw the central defender Ramos, who was defending in depth, rushing up, and passed the ball to me!
"Chuso Vikingstic, are we good roommates?"

"Yes, we are good roommates!"

"Since this is the case, then the cooperation between the two of us is naturally very tacit!
"So, let's play [-]-[-] and tear their defense to shreds! They can use tilitala on us, we can use our 'golden [-]-[-] between roommates' to beat them!"

"Okay! Modric, this is our 'Golden Two Over One Between Roommates'! Let's go!"

Pass, pass, pass!

We are going to beat Spain the Spanish way!
We passed Fabregas!Passed one after another!

In front of them, only Pique and Ramos are left!

(End of this chapter)